Ah, it's not so bad.

Asides

“I want to be invisible. I do guerrilla warfare,” Mr. Reed told a Virginia newspaper in 1991. “I paint my face and travel at night. You don’t know it’s over until you’re in a body bag. You don’t know until election night.”

Read this and thought, if only video games were around when assholes like Ralph Reed were growing up, he’d likely be yelling this shit into an Xbox microphone at some tweens in Call of Duty instead of having a national platform for sounding like an idiot.